Bluebird

Bluebird
Paul & Linda McCartney


Late at night when the wind is still
I'll come flying through your door
And you'll know what love is for

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird
I'm a bluebird, l'm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird
I'm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Touch your lips with a magic kiss
And you'll be a bluebird too
And you'll know what love can do

I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird
I'm a bluebird, l'm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a bluebird, I'm a bluebird
I'm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird) ah ha
Bluebird (bluebird)

Fly away through the midnight air
As we head across the sea
And at last we will be free

You're a bluebird, you're a bluebird
You're a bluebird, you're a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You're a bluebird, you're a bluebird
You're a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird) ah ha
Bluebird (bluebird)

At last we will be free
Bluebird you're like me
At last we will be free

Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird)

All alone on a desert island
We're living in the trees
And we're flying in the breeze

We're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds
We're the bluebirds, we're the bluebirds
Singing, bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha
Bluebird (bluebird) ah, ha


Not the clearest shot, probably not one I would usually use, but it's just a bluebird sort of day on the first day of spring. A day with a spring in one's step and the sky as blue as the feathers on his beautiful back.


For the Record,
This day came in cool but warmed up to a beautiful day to usher in spring.


All hands still wary